Do not come round me
with doom and gloom,
tales of burnt toast, Trumpian despair,
woe-is-me whines about this country.
I desperately want instead,
to believe happiness lives.
Let us walk outside.
Look for children skipping rope,
sharing colored chalk,
drawing sidewalk art
that regales the urban streets.
Let us look for smiles.
You do know we can vote?
We can demonstrate.
We can share our thoughts
in poetry and blogs, letters
and chats with our neighbors.
We can choose to spread the good.
When you come to visit me,
bring into my home a jubilant spirit.
In return, I shall give you a welcome gift,
bundles of daffodils tied in crimson ribbons.
Can you see the joyfulness in that?
Together, we can concentrate on hope.
Written for dVerse the virtual pub for poets around the globe. Today Sanaa is hosting, offering up a new poetic form for us to consider called Line Messaging. “Line messaging is a poetry form created by Angel Favazza where the poet seeks to utilize the last line of each stanza to bring forth and represent an idea, a thought and notion . . . the last line of each stanza, when read separately from the poem, should deliver an independent messsage or be a poem all on its own.”
Thus the last lines of each stanza above create the following much shorter poem:
Hope Lives:
To believe happiness lives
let us look for smiles.
We can choose to spread the good.
Together, we can concentrate on hope.
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lillian the home poet 
Lovely, enjoyed the optimism. 🙂
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Wow! This is exquisitely woven, Lillian! I love the hope in this poem and how each and every last line is like a breath of fresh air 😀 Thank you so much for writing to the prompt! 💖💖
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I love the way the message grew from in symbiosis with your words… yes I hope we can hope, but I think there are many people that has different hop than ours.
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I love both poems, Lill! I love the optimism, especially in the lines:
‘Look for children skipping rope,
sharing colored chalk,
drawing sidewalk art
that regales the urban streets.
Let us look for smiles’
and that welcome gift of bundles of daffodils tied in crimson ribbons – joy indeed.
The message is distilled very neatly in the shorter poem.
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This is so beautiful, both of them.
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Yes! I want what you’re having Lillian ☺️. Enough doom and gloom already!
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Yes… and amen to this one. You are exactly right. Well done!
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Symbolism well used.Hope reborn in nature
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